The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

Chapter 5, Iron Crown's Dog Food Daily

From the first day when Junior Sister came to Mount Qingcheng, Tie Guanzi knew that she was engaged to Senior Brother.

But everyone was very young at that time, and they didn't really understand what it meant to be engaged. They only knew that she would live in Qingcheng Mountain like them when she grew up.

The days of practicing in Qingcheng Mountain were very bitter and boring. In the first few years, I practiced the same thing every day: fetching water in the morning and standing in the afternoon.There are two large tanks in front of Songfengguan, which can accommodate two juniors to swim in them.When I was a child, every day before dawn, the elder brother would take them to fetch water. The well was at the foot of the mountain, and it took more than half an hour to run back and forth. full.When fetching water, each person carried two large buckets, stretched his arms horizontally, and trotted all the way. It was okay when the bucket was empty, but it was very difficult to fill it with water. If too much water was spilled, the tank would not be full. , will be punished.The stance in the afternoon was not easy, as I had to stand until sunset at one stand, and every time I finished the stance, my legs were so sore that I felt like I was about to break off.Summer is the most annoying thing. There are so many flying insects on the mountain like clouds of black smoke. Mosquitoes are especially attracted by sweating. If the cold is gone, if any junior loses his concentration due to the cold, and is shaken by the cold wind, the tender meat of the calf will be hit hard by the master's bamboo stick a few times, and then it will not be cold anymore. Only hot and painful.

Just when everyone thought that such a difficult time would come to an end, the little junior sister came.

She is different from her brothers and sisters in that she is a girl doll who loves to cry and laugh, get angry and play.Moreover, she is really good-looking, with eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and a pair of sweet dimples.The little junior sister is lively, she is kind to everyone, and even better to the senior brother. Sometimes she is annoyed for a while and ignores others in a fit of anger. You can coax her, keep her company, or show her a monkey punch in a funny way, and she will Laughed again.Everyone regards Junior Sister as a treasure, and they always hang around her, and they are the first to think of her when there is anything delicious and fun.

After growing up, Tie Guanzi really understood what engagement meant.The little junior sister who belongs to everyone will eventually belong to only one person.

That's right, beauties have always been worthy of heroes since ancient times, and only a hero like a senior brother can win the heart of a junior junior sister.Therefore, even if I had any unreasonable thoughts, it was just a young wishful thinking.

In Wu Gezi's memory, the eldest brother rarely smiled.It’s not that the big brother didn’t know how to laugh at the beginning. When he was young, the big brother often formed a group with his juniors, climbing trees to dig out bird’s nests, peeling frogs and fishing for lobsters. The gang chased from the front mountain to the back mountain while laughing. while calling.But every time there was trouble, the other juniors received thirty blows, and the elder brother received sixty blows.The master said, because a big brother wants to look like a big brother, if something goes wrong, he has to take responsibility.If the water tank is not full and the other juniors go to have lunch, the senior brother has to carry on carrying water by himself until it is full.

As the big brother's kung fu got better and better, his words became less and less.

It wasn't until this time that the three of them went to Xiangyang together that Tie Guanzi discovered that a day's talk between senior brother and Seventeenth Young Master was worth a year's talk in Qingcheng Mountain.Moreover, the senior brother not only talks a lot, but also loves to laugh!

Sometimes, the two of them just walked side by side slowly, chatting in eloquence, and smiling at each other.

Sometimes, the elder brother rode in front on horseback, and the one behind was chasing after him while beaming with confidence. The elder brother shook his head and smiled as if he didn't believe it.

Sometimes, after the lively discussion, the two were silent for a while, looked at each other, and burst out laughing.

Another time, when they were eating lasagna in the town at noon, the man deliberately took away a piece of beef from the senior brother's bowl and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

Tie Guanzi felt a little depressed, as if those two were brothers who had lived together for 20 years, and he became an outsider instead.

However, Tie Guanzi has to admit that the eyes of the Seventeenth Young Master are really powerful: Although the Seventeenth Young Master has little kung fu of his own, he is very good at seeing the senior brother's kung fu.

The Qingcheng school is an inner family kung fu, if there is no master to teach it personally, even if you read the routine a hundred times, you still can't learn it, so they usually don't deliberately avoid others when they practice.But the elder brother is different, he practiced fast swords and could not tolerate the slightest distraction, so he often practiced swords alone in the secluded back mountain.

But Seventeenth Young Master was an exception, the elder brother seemed willing to practice swords in front of Seventeenth.When the big brother was practicing swordsmanship, the Seventeenth Young Master would always lie half-lying beside him with Erlang's legs raised, with a wolf grass in his mouth, but whenever he saw something exciting, his eyes would light up, and sometimes he would just say hello.Where the Seventeenth Young Master smiles or applauds, it is also the place where the elder brother is proud.

The elder brother practiced a certain sword move repeatedly, pondering while gesticulating, trying while pondering, and sometimes asked Young Master Seventeen:

"Is this good?"

"It's good, it's not as good as before."

"why?"

"This move is a guide to playing north. When you make a move, both sides will stare at each other's eyes and guess the next move. When you made the third false attack just now, your spirit and intention were all in the false place, and the opponent will definitely believe it. Hit, the real sword in the back can catch anyone by surprise."

"That's right, that's exactly what I thought."

Once the big brother created a new trick and asked the Seventeenth Young Master:

"Is it great?"

"It's fast, it's not too bad."

"How do you know it's not good?"

"This move is like an arrow leaving the string, it's too fast. The sword flies away from the air when it reaches a certain level. Although it is extremely sharp, its lethality is limited."

"Yeah, just like you said."

Sometimes, the big brother would also teach Shiqishao some practical martial arts skills. Shiqishao learned quickly, but he didn't want to practice more. It seemed that he never planned to confront others head-on. Kung fu, if you don't practice hard , naturally not specialized.

In Tieguanzi's memory, the senior brother didn't have anything in particular that he wanted. Every time the senior brothers shared things, the senior senior brother would always let the juniors pick and choose first. He only took the last one, so Nobody knows what he likes.

But now even a blind person can see that the elder brother especially likes to stay with the Seventeenth Young Master.

Sometimes when the horses were tired from walking and took a rest, Tie Guanzi would lead the horses to graze on the edge, and the senior brother and the Seventeenth Young Master would fly to the thick branches of a certain big tree to rest.The spring sun shines through the leaves, jumping on their faces like pieces of gold, warm and itchy.The Seventeenth Young Master rested his hands under his head, held a round leaf in his mouth, shook his feet, and began to blow.The sound of the leaves is flat, and the modulation is not smooth. Of course, it is not as good as the flute played by the junior sister, but the elder brother likes it very much.Eldest brother leaned on the tree trunk relaxedly, with one leg hanging down, dangling and swaying on the branch, looking into the distance contemplatively, not in the direction of Xiangyang, nor in the direction of Mount Qingcheng——

It seems that something is farther away.

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After walking on the road for a month, it was close to Xiangyang, and the three of them spent the night in the meditation room of Cheng'en Temple.

It was late at night, Wu Shuangzi had been lying down for a long time, but still didn't feel sleepy, the meditation room was filled with the snoring of his younger brother, while the bed of the Seventeenth Young Master beside him was as quiet as himself.

Wu Shuangzi sat up, put on his clothes and came out quietly.

As soon as he walked out of the small gate of the monastery, a person came out behind him. It seemed that he was not the only one who couldn't sleep tonight.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder and strolled in the courtyard.

The Seventeenth Young Master is most familiar with moonlight nights. He has relied on the moonlight to get what he wants on countless nights.

But tonight is different, the bright moon is in the sky, vaguely like a dream.

Wu Shuangzi asked: "Ruoyu, if there are no constraints, what do you want to do most in the future?"

As a person with no future, Young Master Shiqi never thinks about the future and only cares about the present.But at this moment when asked by Wu Shuangzi, he heard himself say: "I want to hear Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng play "Swordsman" together."

Wu Shuangzi smiled knowingly, and said: "It's a pity that the Sri Lankan man has passed away, and he will never be heard again."

"What about you?"

Wu Shuangzi originally wanted to say that it would be great for us to travel around the world together, but then he thought about it and said: "I want to listen to it with you."

Seventeenth Young Master smiled knowingly.

The two were bathed in the soft moonlight, as if walking in the amber water waves, and the weeping willows in the distance swayed gently in the night wind, like ostentatious water plants.The moonlight poured over them, sometimes condensing on the cuffs, and sometimes flowing away from the folds of their clothes.

Which night has no moonlight?Which spring has no weeping willows?

But only tonight and this spring, they felt a kind of peace of mind that they had never had before at the same time, but it implied another kind of unrest.

I don't know which one of the two said: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

A few catkins are sent by the wind, like flowers, but not flowers.